He put the pencil down again and picked a letter from the small stack; the occassional piece of fanmail routed to him via his agent."Dear Mr Marsh,I'm...your biggest fan. I really love your work, I've got postcards of them all, even the stamp!"'Oh gawd', he thought, 'did I agree to a stamp?' He continued reading..."I would be really gratefull if you could sent me your autograph. It would be great if you could sketch something too!Your loyal fan,Jenny Irvine (but don't put my name on the. After getting in I got a bit nervous, I was wondering what I had done, he then told me he brought the camper for more privacy and asked if I minded if we could go to a rest area on the princess highway? this was about 20min in the country, I knew this rest area and new it was a very quiet spot.When we arrived he said lets get in the back of the camper, he then offered me a scotch and coke to help calm the nerve's, all the curtains were drawn closed so no one could see in and the bed was already. " I said it laughing. I was also damn sure Eve had send an emergency signal. The CIA did not want her in custody for sure. Wilson and his partner were about to get fucked, and I doubted that they were going to enjoy it.The squad car came and put cuffs on me and Eve. I had to smile knowing there would soon be fan blown defecation all over town.It took almost an hour for them to get me into an interrogation room. Wilson was with me and his partner was no doubt watching. "So Stone, what are you. So we swap a few dick pics and body pics, he was a muscular daddy type with about an 8 inch uncut. I tell him that I’m pretty much straight and no one knows I’m curious, he liked the idea that I’m still hooking up with girls and am basically a rookie at anything sexual with a dude. We get talking a little more and one day me being super fucking horny see him online and give a shout, he just so happens to be finishing at the gym and is about to shower. He sent me a picture of his semi hard cock.